He's a perfect stranger like a cross of himself and a fox

He's a feeling arranger and a changer of the ways he talks

He's the unforeseen danger, the keeper of the key to the locks

Know when you see him

Nothing can free him

Step aside, open wide

It's the loner

If you see him in the subway, he'll be down at the end of the car

Watching your move, until he knows, he knows who you are

When you get off at your station, he'll know, he'll know that you are

Know when you see him

Nothing can free him

Step aside, open wide

It's the loner

There was a woman he knew, about a year or so ago

She had something that he needed and he pleaded with her not to go

On the day that she left, he died but it did not show

Know when you see him

Nothing can free him

Step aside, open wide

It's the loner